Quotes by Tessa Dare

Because I can only love you entirely. With everything I am, and everything I ever will be. Body, mind, heart, soul.” - Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff.

He had years of experience and training. Shed unraveled them in a week, and he was left at loose ends. This distraction, this madness of desire and yearning- it was everything a man in his position needed to avoid. On second thought, perhaps his senses hadnt been muddled. After all, they had been meticulously attuned to detect the slightest hint of peril.This woman- this beautiful, unbiddable, all-too-perceptive woman- was his personal embodiment of danger. She could ruin him. Destroy everything hed worked to become.And she would do it all with a smile.

What to make of this man? He was proper. He was passionate. He had the public demeanor of an iceberg, but he kissed her as if she were his oasis in a vast, arid d

There was a moment of tenderness between them, and for a moment he experienced the most rare, ridiculous emotion- hope.

Perhaps... Perhaps he could make her happy. Not with the Granville money or his social cachet, but just by being the man he was, at his core. Sometimes, when he looked deep into those blue eyes, it felt like anything was possible.

This was now officially the most inane conversation in which Griff had ever been a participant—and that included a drunken debate with Del over ostrich racing.“The color isn’t too awful?” She twisted a fold of the skirt. “The draper called it ‘dewy petal,’ but your mother said the shade was more of a ‘frosted berry.’ What do you say?”“I’m a man, Simms. Unless we’re discussing nipples, I don’t see the value in these distinctions.

Don’t. Don’t play that game.” His brow pressed to hers. “When I heard you cry out . . . it was like a saber to the gut. I wanted to die.

Mr. Sand, do you think its possible to fall in love in the space of a single day?He smiled. I wouldnt know. I only fall in love at night. Never lasts beyond breakfast, though.

Why did men have to ruin everything? The answer was simple, she supposed—because foolish women gave them the chance

Shed been mad for him as a girl, but shed chalked that up to youthful infatuation. Shed tracked the events of his life religiously for a decade, but shed told herself that was idle curiosity. And now... now she desired him so much she could scarcely stand, but surely that was only lust. Wasnt it?

I slept well last night. But when I woke this morning, I missed you so intensely. I dont even know how to describe the sensation. I looked at the other pillow, and it just seemed wrong that you werent there. As though Id woken up missing my own arm or half of my heart. I felt incomplete. So I rose, and dressed, and I just started walking toward you--because I couldnt move in any there direction.

Ransom?” She struggled to sit up. “What are you do—?” He laid his tongue to her core. “Oh.” She flopped back against the bed. “Oh.” God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.

A man might engage in flirtation with distinterest, even disdain. But he never teases without affection.

Madeline stood before him in a gown of rich, emerald-green silk. The low-cut bodice did miraculous things for her bosom, and the vibrant color made a striking contrast with her pale skin and dark hair. And her lips... something about the green brought out their richness. They looked like two lush slices of a ripened plum.His mouth watered.

It started to rain. Fat, heavy drops of summer rain - the kind that always struck her as vaguely lewd and debauched. Little potbellied drunkards, those summer raindrops, chortling on their way to earth and crashing open with glee.

Then she sighed. Just the faintest, softest release of breath. The sound swept through his chest like a hurricane, with the force to topple trees.

Kate realized she had a grave problem. She was infatuated. Or mildly insane. Possibly both.

I never thought Greek philosophy could make a damn bit of sense to me. And most of it didnt, but those words just seemed right. Love is composed of a single soul, inhabiting two bodies. He took her by the shoulders drawing her close. It rang true for me, in a way nothing else did. Whatever soul I had, Katie, I think I placed it in your keeping twenty years ago. And now, its as if...every time we kiss, you give a little piece of it back.

At least youve brought gifts. Whats in the basket?She rummaged through the contents. A few sweetmeats and lozenges. Packets of raisins. But mostly its Aunt Theas surplus cosmetics and remedies. She sends away for every product advertised in every ladies magazine. I like to see them put to some use.He blinked at her. These are your gifts?Your men have depleted our stores of food, and I didnt have time to prepare anything else.What are they supposed to do with- he held up a brown bottle and peered at the label- Dr. Jacobs Miracle Elixir? He plucked a small jar out next. Excelsior Blemish Cream?Women are women, Logan. Every girl needs a bit of luxury and a chance to feel pretty now and then.

Have you been kissed before?” “I don’t know whether to say yes or no. Which answer will make you do it again?” “Oh, I’m going to do it again.” His thumb stroked her cheek. “Just wanted to know how slow to take things.” “A little faster would be fine.